*sniff*

June 15, 2005/

The horse that I’d hoped to loan was sold today…boo.

A joke that I found, which I quite liked:

The trainer was giving last minute instructions to the jockey and appeared to slip something into the horse’s mouth just as a steward walked by. “What was that?” inquired the steward. “Oh nothing” said the trainer, “just a polo”. He offered one to the steward and had one himself. After the suspicious steward had left the scene the trainer continued with his instructions “Just keep on the rail. You are on a certainty. The only thing that could possibly pass you down the home straight is either the steward or me”.